Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 64

Anastasia did not realize how she reached home. When sitting on the couch, all she could feel was her cold, numb limbs.

Snowball meowed and came over to nest on Anastasia’s lap as if it was trying to help her warm up her stiff body.

Gazing at Snowball in her embrace, Anastasia chuckled. “I still have you with me Snowball”

As she spoke. Anastasia got all choked up. “I only have you now”

She had lost everything. All she had left was Snowball to accompany her.

Snowball was most likely the only emotional support that kept her going

After turning on the heater. Anastasia nestled by the ceiling-to-floor window and read her diary entry of the past.

Whenever Anastasia was shaken up, forgetting the past temporarily would become her go-to choice. That was her protection mechanism kicking off

However, the diary re-awakened Anastasia’s memories and ignited her sorrow.

“Anastasia, what kind of house do you like?”

Jace had once asked Anastasia what type of house she adored.

“A stand-alone, quiet one with front and back yards. Also, it’s better if it comes with ceiling-to-floor windows, a wall-mounted stove, bloomed flowers in the courtyard, and a cat. Our home should consist of you, me, and our kitty.”

Anastasia could barely remember what state of mind she was in when she wrote that sentence.

That was all six years ago.

many things were

It darted over the instant she heard movements at the door.

expected, Alastor came

time he came home, he was always

pounced at him, Alastor did not

the past, he would always pick Snowball up and gently comfort its head, even if he had to pretend to do it

putting on

police to get Meredith arrested?” The first thing Alastor did upon stepping inside was interrogate

the diary, put it aside, and rubbed her eyebrows. “Are you planning to open a harem now? You’re even

Sienna showed me your diary and exposed the indecent acts

took a deep breath, her gaze

had long read through

for you for so many years. You ought

could only feel a wave of suffocation looming, her fingers as numb

demands me to be grateful to that witch I’m already grateful enough not to claim their lives,”

Not only that, but I’m even a promiscuous wretch with a messed up private life. Isn’t that what

could already see the labels he had on

her and throw her behind bars. How could you be so vicious? To say that Alastor was astonished would be

expect Anastasia to take

woman was her stepmother, Meredith, who had lived

could a person be so savage?” he

Alastor At least you could tell right from wrong” Anastasia smiled

fact, when one had already stereotyped another as a diabolical person, no matter what the other party did, it would be regarded as atrocious nonetheless.

release her.” Anastasia curled up in a ball and tightened her